I guess if it was just about *** for you, You would have ****** me and Left, right? And the fact that you Didn't do that.
And that you Called me back late at night To sign up for abstaining From something we both Really like means Something About the way you feel about me?
I have a feeling it does,
Considering the way, You kissed me before you left The other night And turned from the door To tell me to look right at me and Tell me that you Loved me And that you Hoped I believed you
-How are you feeling now, about this? (no reply)
Another thing is when you told me that you warned me that feelings might fade while I’m away, which is 2,875 miles and for 71 days which is a long time and far far away
another is when you said quite matterfactly that what with the way you felt now that wasn’t an issue anymore
-How are you feeling now, about that? (no reply)
Even if it happens that's ok all I can say is “ok ” and continue on with my life so the stakes aren’t so high as they feel in the bottom of my stomach pointing up to puncture if I exhale deeply so it’s ok, for that to happen it’s ok for you to fall in love while I’m away,
in a way it would be a little like a premature death, plenty unfair and filled with sadness but also with the relief of absence, of the weight of the potential of something newborn, lifted. you don't have to care for you don't have to raise a dead baby.
How are you going to feel about (this) (that) me? (no reply)
I wrote this for and read this to a boy who had a baby when he was 16 and she died of sids at 4 months. I'm a baaad baaad person